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"Master, why are you up?" Little Shamei who was cleaning the courtyard of the temple saw the bald monk who liked sitting under the Bodhi tree standing up, and couldn't help but ask.

"The monk smiled and waved the fan in his hand." No questions, when you asked me about your martial uncle coming down the mountain, was there a reason why our temple was closed? "

Upon hearing the bald monk's words, the originally in a good mood little Shamil's little face became somewhat sullen.

"Master, you see, in the eyes of the world, we are the Bodhisattvas of all living beings. But there are so many refugees in front of our temple, but we chose to close the temple door, I really don't understand that. "

When the bald monk heard this, he stroked his smooth head and laughed, "Then, do you think that the current world is good or bad?"

When little Shamei heard this, she put down the broom in her hand and fell into deep thought. The monk didn't care about the silence of the young Shamei, he just smiled and waved the fan in his hand.

After a long time, little Shamei raised her head and said, "Perhaps, it is good."

This was the answer he had come up with after pondering for a long time.

The monk just smiled and rubbed little Shamei's head. He did not say anything as he raised his head to look at the Bodhi tree.

A cool breeze blew. Two or three leaves fell from the Bodhi tree. The monk silently closed his eyes.

All kinds of strange golden symbols spread out in the courtyard. Golden lotuses bloomed on the golden symbols, and a peaceful golden aura spread out in the temple.

There were a total of twenty-eight temples in the Lanta Temple, and all of them closed their doors without opening. This aura gradually spread out from the feet of the monk, filling the entire Lanta Temple, and then spread throughout the entire Nine Prefectures.

When the monks within the Lanta Temple sensed this Qi, the monks who were originally lifeless due to closing their doors, also revealed joyous expressions.

"Master Fang, he succeeded!"

Little Shamei, who was standing beside the monk, stared blankly at her master who seemed to have descended from the heavens like a Buddha. A strange feeling arose in her heart, but was soon suppressed by joy.

"Master, Master, you've succeeded?"

The monk's aura gradually faded as he slowly opened his eyes. A pair of golden eyes glimmered with dazzling light. When little Shamei saw those eyes, she didn't know why but she felt her entire body being stared at. She couldn't help but tightly hold the broom in her hand and take a step back.

The monk became more and more reserved, and in the end, he became like an ordinary person. A trace of a smile appeared on his originally serious face.

"Done."

After that, he raised his head, his eyes pointed straight at the unremarkable little thatched cottage behind the 28 temples, "I won't ask, I'll tell my fellow apprentices. Just say that the Lanta Temple will be opening today to help the whole world. "

Hearing this, little Shamei's face also brimmed with a brilliant smile. She nodded her head repeatedly and prepared to leave, but was stopped by the monk.

"Oh right, inform them. "If you don't want to ask, then come with me and walk around outside."

Little Sha Mi stopped and looked at the monk in confusion. "Going out? Master, where are we going? "

The monk looked a little depressed as he said in a low voice, "Let me show you the world. Is it good or bad for you?"

Although little Shami did not understand, he still nodded his head and ran out of the courtyard.

The monk looked even more despondent, "Junior brother, do you think my actions are good or bad? When that old fogey, the Liang Wang, came to find me, I didn't expect that you would never come back. As your senior, I should at least speak a few words of fairness for you. "

The monk paused for a moment. Then, a piece of Bodhi tree leaf fell on his head and was picked up by his hand.

Looking at the fallen leaves in his hands, he muttered to himself in a daze, "Just now, the Confucius Saint, and now, a successor of the three thousand Da Shan s, has walked out. If my Lanta Temple doesn't go out for a walk, I'm afraid the rest of the world would have forgotten about us."

The courtyard was completely silent. There was only the sudden gust of wind, and the rustling of the leaves of the Bodhi tree responded to his mutterings.

On this day, a monk under the Bodhi tree became a Bodhisattva.

On this day, the Lanta Temple that had been sealing the temple for many years finally opened up.

Today, the Reverend Lanta Temple carried a small bundle on his back, and carried a small Shame along his arm as he walked towards the mortal world.

Last night, Mo Yang left after exchanging a few more words with Lu Beiyou. Lu Beiyou was the only one left on the roof.

Before leaving, Mo Yang asked herself: Why did I get him to watch over Bu Mayi for me?

At that time, Lu Beiyou did not directly answer Mo Yang's question. Actually, Lu Beiyou did not know either, but was it because of the plan he had described to govern a nation? Or was it the sourness of a scholar with the bones in his body? Or was it that familiar aura? Or perhaps it was because of the poor bird at his side.

Lu Beiyou could not explain it, Bu Mayi was indeed a rare talent, but he was not able to make himself care about it. It was only when Mo Yang handed him the letter that Lu Beiyou finally gave him an answer.

There was a scholar who was squatting in front of the City Lord's Mansion City's gate. It had already been three days.

The City Lord's Mansion sent people to expel them, the scholar's righteous aura enveloped his body, the wordless scroll extended 100 meters around him, no one could come close to him, and the two parties were in a stalemate.

The surrounding people were rumoured to be asking for an explanation for a woman.

Note: It is rumored that there is a blood-colored light coming from the City Lord's Mansion that is rumored to be related to the disappearance of the children in the city. The little girl beside the scholar has been confirmed to have been forcefully brought into the City Lord's Mansion, whether she is dead or alive is unknown.

Lu Beiyou sighed a breath of relief, this guy was definitely related to Lao Kong. When Lu Beiyou first met Bu Mayi, he immediately felt a familiar feeling. It seemed like he had inherited a part of Lao Kong's scholar spirit.

Lu Beiyou turned to look at the imperial city behind him. Not long later, it would be the morning court, which was also the time when the Eastern Zhou Dynasty would be filled with the righteous Qi. At that time, he would have to face the civil and military officials and take something away.

But now, it seemed, he could only give up.

After all, anything could be taken at any time, but Bu Mayi was just a scholar. If an ordinary person did not eat or drink anything for three days, how could they continue? Lao Kong's inheritance cannot be cut off!

Lu Beiyou thought for a bit, tightened his grip on the sword sheath on his back, and did not turn back. He did not mind how quickly he had raised the sword to the limit, he only left behind a ripple in the air to prove that he had been standing here before.

Ren Changfeng, who was sitting in the study room, heard the report and he couldn't help but rub his forehead as he whispered, "Brat, if you go, at least let me know. This is going to be troublesome."

He then looked at the shadow beside him and asked, "How long until the morning assembly?"

"Four hours."

Ren Changfeng nodded his head and stood up from the desk and walked to the window, then looked out the window, "Stinking brat, you sure walked fast and nimbly, you threw me another mess."

Ren Changfeng stood in place blankly for a long while before muttering to himself. "You better not get into trouble, Yuan Guyang, he … "But it's not as simple as you think."

Following that, he ordered the black shadow behind him, "Inform the four Palace Masters that Lu Beiyou is going to Gathered Sun City and his life is on the line of five. This trip has nothing to do with the imperial court. "

The black figure replied and disappeared from the study room. Ren Changfeng could not help but sigh, "Brat, this is all I can do for you this time. More... It is about time that someone felt a chill. "